It seemed to me like there was an awful lot of blood, horror, and schlock – – but maybe those are some of the hallmarks of great indy cinema? I was surprised to see Slacker in there (well… sort of surprised) and surprised that Primer was not. (Too new, perhaps?) The little blurbs are great, too (from the Buffalo ’66 bit):
Get it straight – Vincent Gallo doesn’t give a fuck what you think about his movie. It’s brilliant, and if you can’t see that then it’s your own tough luck. He’s so fiercely independent he uses Yes on the soundtrack. And you know what? He’s absolutely right. This film is a mini masterpiece. Using only a small but highly talented crew and cast, he bombards us with belligerent, unlikeable characters for 100-odd minutes, and manages to make the most saccharine of endings – about the power of love, of all things – appetising. A beautifully balanced debut from a precocious talent – surely what indie is all about?
You think he’ll fall for that!? He’s SMART!!
(If you’ve seen it, you know what I’m talking about…)